x. ─ antidote

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you're losing hair from stress

“what the fuck, no? my hair is perfectly fine.” 

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@blankpaige: ( direct message to @walkerlee ) : do you now? hm, word on the street begs to differ. i say you are all talk.

@blankpaige: ( direct message to @walkerlee ) : you think you know me real well, dont you? i hate to break it to you, but you dont. and /really/, you and sofia? i could care less.

@walkerlee: ( direct message to @blankpaige ): and these words that you speak of probably came from sofia, am i right?

@walkerlee: ( direct message to @blankpaige ): i don't know you well enough, and i really don't care to. i do know how to observe and perceive things. it helps a lot when you're in this line of work. oh, but you still fucked up my engagement.

[fkclou]

anonymously make an assumption about me and i'll confirm/deny it

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truth;; do you see any kind of future with mallory?

“if she wanted a future with me, then i would have any kind of future with her. but right now? the only future we have is me giving her orders for my company. i still have to sort out stuff with the reyes, and focus on my job. i feel like worrying about another thing being placed on my plate isn’t really the greatest idea, at the moment. nonetheless, i do hope she knows that i’m still waiting to choose any path she wants.”

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noxnovak:

the unwelcome weight causes lennox’s shoulders to roll, an attempt to shake the other off. “don’t fuckin’ call me that. it’s lennox. or novak. or nox.” lenny. colt calls her lenny. rylan calls her lenny. eve calls her lenny. the only three who ever can and ever will. “aren’t you engaged?” lennox asks with narrowed eyes, “it’s sleazy to compliment me like that. go find sofia and tell her this bullshit, i don’t need to hear it.” although she can’t help the slight flip her greedy heart does at the feeling of fitting in – at hearing nice words rather than the hurtful ones she inflicts on so many. “what the fuck do you want coleman? i can promise you whatever it is will end up with me saying no. this whole sweet shit is creepy as fuck.” lennox mutters, shooting him a skeptical glare. 

walker was never the type to listen to warnings given to him. his mother would sometimes tell him jokingly that his stubbornness had been curse he got from his dad whenever young walker would go against her wishes, but still continuously shower her only child with her unconditional love. his eyes rolled in exaggeration before speaking once more. “len, is that better?” the male questioned with a grin plastered on his face. however, he scoffed at lennox’s choice of words. “for your information, sofia and i broke for irreconcilable differences.” he simply shrugged off the confession and went back to the topic he was speaking to her about. “i got a dare to make out with the first person i thought about,” he quickly pulled away and took a step back to escape the fiery of the small frame, “─ and before you hit me, i only thought of you first because of how funny the situation would be. c’mon, you don’t it’s funny just a tad bit?”

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truth;; what would you think if you got sofia pregnant?

“i would think that god is really kicking my ass for all the times i’ve messed up in my life. at first, the idea would make me pass out. me being a father? i can’t even be engaged. nevertheless, i would warm up to the idea that i was having a kid, despite it being by the spawn of satan. though, i doubt she will ever get pregnant by me when i’ve used protection and pulled out.”

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fmk;; paige, sofia, oliver

“fuck sofia, marry oliver, and kill paige.”

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truth; what is something you wish you could've done while engaged but CAN'T now? what is something you wish you could've done while engaged but CAN now?

“i wish i could’ve been getting drunk, going to strip clubs, and getting to do the shit i want to do. but i can still have sex whenever, and even take nice ass power couple pictures. so, that’s a plus.”

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truth;; if you could go back and change one thing in your past, what would it be?

"i don’t think there’s only one thing i would want to change in my past. you see, i have tons of baggage that i wish i could change around. but i believe the major one would be how i reacted to my father’s death. i wish i could have been emotional about it, i guess? i wish i could have said something more deep than ‘he was an amazing man, who taught me so much. i’m proud to be able to put that to use for the future.’ that isn’t the kind of things you say. i should have been crying, or something. but i didn’t. i wish i did, though. i felt more things than i could have admitted that day in those few hours.”

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dare;; brag to one person about your feelings for mallory.

arabellamarie.

“arabella? i believe that i can talk to you about some of my personal business, you know? even with me being your boss and all. like, you’re more understanding than other people. hence is why i’m here to get something off my chest. okay, i’m sure you know who mallory is, right? god, let me tell how she is the most beautiful woman i have laid eyes on. i could have her if i wanted to. but she plays hard to get. and usually, i’m not the type to chase ─ especially when it could fuck up my future. but, she’s something else that i’m willing to go miles for. it’s driving me insane knowing i have to be professional around her since that’s how our relationship is supposed to be. i know it has to be that way. the way her hips rock, her clothes fit in every good way possible, her damn voice... i sound crazy, don’t i?”

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truth;; how did you really feel about sofia?

“how do i really about sofia? how do i, walker coleman, really feel about sofia reyes. don’t even getting me started because i might have to drink myself into death just speaking about ms. “i can do not wrong. i’m only a trust fund baby. i’m as terrible as they come.” she’s a good lay, i can’t deny that. but that’s all she is to me ─ well, a partner in crime when it comes to tearing a roof down and making ourselves known. sofia is the one person who can really agitate me with her fucking words. when i’m near her, i have this undying feeling to rip my damn hair out my scalp because her voice sounds like a chalkboard getting scrapped down by a hundred nails. still, i do keep her around since she’s someone that i’ve grown accustomed to. the past days of feverishly hating her have bored me because it’s more enjoyable to rile the girl. hell, i enjoy the thought of me winding her up. that’s how i really feel about her.”

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noxnovak.

“lenny, have i ever told you how amazing you look on this marvelous night? or any night in that case? because you really do,” walker announced as he approached the caramel haired woman in a blissful stride. placing an arm around her shoulder, he continued, “i don’t think i ever told you. but hey, things change ─ people change.”

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dare ;; hold your breathe as long as possible

walker rolled his eyes as he complied to the dare and inhaled a large breath. his unoccupied left hand held onto his nose, while his other started the stopwatch to count the seconds it took to hold in the air. he watched patiently as the time increased into the ten seconds range, still being able to last without taking in another breath to replace what was still in his systems. after seconds later, the forty seconds range approached and he felt the need to release what his lungs still held in. finally, falling into temptation for oxygen, walker let out the air he’d been holding in and stopped the stopwatch to find it was at fifty one seconds. “too good for this,” chuckling at himself.

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truth ;; do you really love the country club?

“yes.. and no. i hate the fact that i’m losing the most important years of my life ─ the years that would go to discovering myself and to be young. i hate that because of the country club, i’m doing the things i couldn’t have imagined to have done any time soon. i hate that i’m choosing the same path as the man who was too afraid to be my dad because of this company. however, i love that i’m leading something forward after his death. i know that if possible, he’s looking down at me like the proud father he would have been if he was able to watch me hold this position. i don’t know if this makes sense, but this is all i’m saying since i’ve never been good with words.”

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dare: make out with the first person you can think of.

“i’m going to lie, the first person i thought of was lennox. only because it would be hilarious to see how that would end up. you know? me with a black eye and all. her with a lawsuit. comedy gold if i do say so myself.”

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truth: if you had to choose between mallory and sofia when the time came, who would you choose?

“because of the circumstances that i’m in at the moment, i would choose mallory because i can with no repercussions. i’m not with sofia ─ at the moment. that means i’m free to do whatever. but who’s to say that i can’t have both? it happened before, so it can happen again.”